How My Love for My Son Sent Me Searching Through Trash

Do you know what three-day-old trash from a roller-skating rink smells like up close? I do. It smells like melted cherry and blue raspberry slushies, congealed yellow nacho cheese, old pizza, Dr. Pepper and love. Four days into my son’s winter break after his first semester of college things were feeling a little heavy. Nothing…

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